for all of this... i'm better off without you.
sometimes i really wish that i could go back in time... there's so much that i would change.
i wish i could go back to the summer before my junior year of high school, when everything was still happy for the most part, and everyone was friends, and we had some of the most fun times ever. yeah, we were probably really naive, but we were happy. it was my first summer at the lake, and even though i didn't have any friends here at the time, when i went home to ridgeway everything was great. britt and ash came up for one freakin fabulous weekend, and they were my very best girlfriends. and luckily, some things never change. <3
junior year was the beginning of the end i think, but we won't get into that. the summer after junior year was one of the best summers ever... me + britt + lake = good times. i met some of my best friends that summer, and pretty much had an all-around good time. i did a few stupid things that, if i could have a do-over, i wouldn't repeat, but it's all a learning experience i guess. senior year, the event that stands out the most in my mind was making an idiot of myself at justin oliver's birthday party, and i truly wish that had never happened. i lost a really good friend because of being at his house that night. then graduation and senior week, and finally back to my favorite place in the world.
last summer was good, awesome even, but i set myself up to be hurt, and of course it inevitably happened. another lesson learned... don't fall for boys that you know are bad for you. no matter how much you think you can change them, or save them, or be the person that's good for them... you can't. it doesn't work. i'm definitely still getting over that one.
now i've managed to fuck up my first semester of college, which is ridiculous. my roommates drive me crazy, and i'm living with them again next year. i love them, but i really don't know what i've gotten myself into. i just want a great group of friends who like the same stuff as me, don't irritate the hell out of me more often than not, aren't boy crazy nymphos, and don't upset me. blahhh.
i wish i could go back to the summer before my junior year of high school, when everything was still happy for the most part, and everyone was friends, and we had some of the most fun times ever. yeah, we were probably really naive, but we were happy. it was my first summer at the lake, and even though i didn't have any friends here at the time, when i went home to ridgeway everything was great. britt and ash came up for one freakin fabulous weekend, and they were my very best girlfriends. and luckily, some things never change. <3
junior year was the beginning of the end i think, but we won't get into that. the summer after junior year was one of the best summers ever... me + britt + lake = good times. i met some of my best friends that summer, and pretty much had an all-around good time. i did a few stupid things that, if i could have a do-over, i wouldn't repeat, but it's all a learning experience i guess. senior year, the event that stands out the most in my mind was making an idiot of myself at justin oliver's birthday party, and i truly wish that had never happened. i lost a really good friend because of being at his house that night. then graduation and senior week, and finally back to my favorite place in the world.
last summer was good, awesome even, but i set myself up to be hurt, and of course it inevitably happened. another lesson learned... don't fall for boys that you know are bad for you. no matter how much you think you can change them, or save them, or be the person that's good for them... you can't. it doesn't work. i'm definitely still getting over that one.
now i've managed to fuck up my first semester of college, which is ridiculous. my roommates drive me crazy, and i'm living with them again next year. i love them, but i really don't know what i've gotten myself into. i just want a great group of friends who like the same stuff as me, don't irritate the hell out of me more often than not, aren't boy crazy nymphos, and don't upset me. blahhh.